The Aleister Crowley Riff

April 9, 2009 at 6:13 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 10 Comments
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“Do what thou wilt,” said Crowley passing the Punch and Judy. Like some verb descendant, wilt. In later years he shambled the beaches of Brighton, a mere figure of fun. If you assert that it is possible to contain actual magic in language no amount of argument will do, nor drawing strange designs in the condensation left on the kitchen table from the bottom of a cold bottle.

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